A Divorce After My Rebirth novel Chapter 419

Natalie knew precisely what Clyde was referring to.

After all, even if it were any other woman, they would make a comparison to themselves after what they saw at Peach Garden!

And she was no exception.

Casting a brief glance at Clyde, she replied, "It's not like that."

"Nat," Clyde began.

"You don't understand the dynamics between him and me."

"And now...?"

"I've said it before. I'm not doing this just because of you. There are matters between him and me that need a decisive conclusion."

Though Natalie deliberately avoided mentioning Clyde's past, the air around the man shifted subtly. His eyes darkened, hinting at memories he'd rather forget.

"Don't dwell on it." A chilling touch rested on Clyde's hand, offering comfort.

He looked at her earnestly. "As long as you're unwilling, no one in this world can harm you. I hope you realize that."

"I trust you," Natalie assured him.

Natalie understood Clyde's sentiments.

Over the years, he had climbed his way up in Wexford through sheer determination, and protecting her was undoubtedly within his capabilities.

However, the crucial issue lay between her and Cedric.

Clyde stared deeply into Natalie's eyes. "It seems you still don't realize the depth of the vortex you've been drawn into."

Natalie shuddered at his words.

Vortex?

She had felt it!

Despite her earlier attempts to distance herself from things happening in Wexford and Stephen's attempts to shield her, she couldn't deny that she was now entangled in it.

"I have it under control," Natalie assured Clyde after a moment of contemplation.

Yet, the worry in Clyde's eyes remained evident.

People, after all, rarely found absolute peace.

Back when she managed the vast Regal Horizons International, Natalie never dared to relax. Her greatest wish then was to spend quality time with Luna.

But as fate would have it, she found herself spiraling deeper into complexities once she relinquished that heavy responsibility.

After spending the entire day with Luna, Natalie finally departed from Lotus Villa after dinner.

Just as she stepped out, a Phantom parked right at the entrance of Lotus Villa.

Dylan stood respectfully by the car, approaching Natalie as she emerged. "Mr. Frazier wishes to see you."

Natalie was silent.

Irwin...!

Thoughts of Irwin cast a shadow in her eyes. The deep, icy glint in them was unmistakable.

"He hasn’t returned to Meridiania?"

It was evident she hadn't expected Irwin to still be in Simeria. The image of Irwin that once painted her memories had now faded, replaced by disdain.

"This way, please," Dylan said, offering a respectful gesture as he opened the car door for Natalie.

Taking a moment to assess Dylan, Natalie's gaze lingered. The dimming light made it challenging to discern his expression, yet the underlying aura of dominance was unmistakable.

It was a clear trait of someone associated with Irwin.

Once inside the vehicle, Natalie remained silent.

Back then, she held a favorable impression of Dylan due to her past collaborations with Irwin.

But as time progressed and tensions rose between her and Irwin, anyone associated with him became less than welcome in her eyes.

When had she become so sensitive?

She didn't say anything, but her actions revealed her feelings.

Irwin looked at her, his tone still gentle but carrying an underlying sharpness, "Nat, what kind of person do you think I am?"

His voice was filled with patience.

However, she felt irritated by his patience.

It was that very trait of his which had once misled her into seeing him differently. When he chose to be patient, he truly was.

But when he decided otherwise, the consequences for the opposing party could be dire.

Natalie tried to discern Irwin's intentions but found herself lost in a haze.

Coldly, she replied, "It doesn't matter what kind of person you are, Mr. Frazier. It doesn't concern me!"

The formal way she addressed him dripped with icy detachment.

Once upon a time, she had treaded cautiously around him. Natalie silently thanked her past self.

Sometimes, avoiding confrontations was the best protection.

As soon as she said that, the atmosphere around Irwin noticeably chilled.

"Yves!"

His tone was now cold, lacking its previous warmth. It also had a hint of danger.

A cold glint flashed in Natalie's eyes when she heard Yves' name.

When she severed ties with Irwin, Yves acted as a pivotal link. She recalled Yves' forcefulness towards her, a behavior undoubtedly allowed by Irwin.

At that moment, a chilling thought crossed Natalie's mind.

How would Irwin have treated her if it had not been for the influential Jarvis family backing her? Would it have been akin to how he treated Isabella?

The deep emotions and shock she felt upon realizing Irwin's connection to Isabella remained a heavy burden, known only to her.